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// Chapter 11 - Amanda of the 30 Keyblade Ronin 
// Story: Heart of a Nobody 
// by OuijaSilverstar 
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(Luxerk's POV)

The cloaked figure stood there, removing the cloak. It revealed a boyish face with golden brown eyes and short messy red hair. Why are the ones obsessed with fire sporting red hair? She threw off the rest of the cloak to reveal a set of armor. It looked like no other set but similar to what the soldiers wore in the Land of the Dragons. However, instead of metal, it looked like it was made out of an entirely different material. The armor itself was a dark copper color with a silver number “V” welded onto the pauldrons of the armor. 

“My name is Amanda,” the figure spoke, bowing, “Of the 30 Keyblade Ronin.”

“Doesn’t ring a bell.”

“Really? How about THIS!?”

She leaped from the hoop, slamming down onto the floor about twenty feet in front of us, creating a fiery shockwave that I blocked by spinning my Keyblade. She held out her arms on opposite sides, walls of fire shooting out of her palms. It was a few moments until the fire died down and her weapons spun into existence. It was then I realized that those weapons are chakrams, the same type that Axel used when he was...alive. However; these were different.

“How the hell do you have those!?”

“I was merely given them as a reward for waiting patiently for all these years, and here you are; alive and kicking.”

“Why are you here then? Why are you taking innocent Human hearts?”

“Don’t you get it!? Kingdom Hearts! That’s why. My master would love to see you; how about you come quietly and I’ll let your “friends” live.”

“No! I ain’t falling for that again!”

“Very well; it will be more fun killing you and your friends, anyways.”

“Lux! Let us help you!” Rainbow pleaded.

“NO! You can all stay back! This one appears to be very adept in fire-based magic; I don’t want you guys to get burnt to a crisp.”

“Like you’re any better! It looks like that coat will light on fire if you so much as touch a candle!”

“I’m a lot more resilient to magic than you think I am. Get out of here...NOW!”

I summoned my Claymore in my left hand which caused a strange feeling inside me. I felt...nothing but...rage...and the deep desire to...to kill. I dispelled my Keyblade and held the Claymore with both hands, concentrating fully on channeling my anger to the blade. I felt a burning sensation in my eyes and what felt like a fire in my chest. It was then when the top of the blade transformed. It felt like I started to lose control of my body like my other self was in control. Darkness seeped out of my body and going straight into the blade, keeping its current form.





Obtained Dark Form

Your constant exposure to darkness has allowed your body to adapt and absorb some energy from your fallen Heartless Enemies. When you have enough darkness stored up, you can release it in the form of a forbidden technique for each of your weapons.








Learned Berserk

Transforms your mind, body, and weapon into a volatile being. Your strength, defense, and speed are all drastically improved temporarily. The drawback that it has is it will be nearly impossible to control yourself while in this state until you revert or use up all of your stored darkness.





“I think it’s time I take those back, then,” I growled with both my voice and the voice of my other self in unison. It weirded me out just then, but the feeling of rage drowned everything else out. I had no other thought, but to cut my enemy to rivets. 

“Aww, wittle Nobody can’t contwol himsewf? Come here! I can make it all better!”

(Boss 5 - 30 Ronin ~ Amanda)

She let loose a gout of fire that expanded upwards and closed around us, leaving the girls outside the dome of fire. I started losing control of both my muscle movements and my vision. Everything got cloudy before shaking the blur away. I shook with anticipation and with much bloodlust. All was on my mind was to erase my foe from existence.

“I will give you one last chance, Nobody!” she growled, “Come with us or this school will be wiped off the map!”

“FUCK YOU! I WILL FLOSS MY TEETH WITH YOUR SCALP!”

“Oh, did I make it angry? This will be fun! Come, Nobody; put on a good show!”

She threw her chakrams at me in blinding speed. To my luck, I reflected one and slid around the other wailing on the Ronin. Her armor cracked and chunked until she sent her knee straight into my stomach, sending me straight up into the air. On instinct, I recovered and aimed to bring down the claymore onto her head. She leaped out of the way, and the claymore went straight into solid concrete, cracking the floor in a large radius. The impact shook the room and flickered the flames before they went back to a solid state.

With a flick of the wrist, the claymore tore from the ground, sending dust, rubble, and chunks of rock all over the area. I made a beeline straight towards the Ronin, blindly slashing at her. She ended up being much more dexterous than I thought, dodging every one of my regular attacks. 

“Come on! My dead grandma can land more hits than you!”

“BIND!”

A yellow shockwave shot out from all around me, grounding the Ronin in an instant. She yelped from the impact, struggling to move.

“AH! What did you do!?”

Without speaking I leaped at her, striking every part of her armor with well-placed hits, creating small sonic booms. I finished off the combo with an upwards strike, causing her to slam off the top of the dome and back onto the ground with a bounce. She pushed herself back to her feet, wiping the blood away from her mouth.

“You seem to have some skill, but your power is but a flick when compared to our Master,” she boasted, coughing up some blood, “Do you believe that you can go against the Ronin?”

“I may not know who you are, but the desire to destroy my enemies is fuel enough to light the fire that burns my determination to prevail, and you are just another etch on my list!”

“Determined,” she mocked me, “Non-human you are, but I admire your confidence; it is adamant, indeed. I may have underestimated you, after all.”

Her response is rather strange, coming from an armored psycho going around taking Humans’ hearts.

“But if that’s the case,” she continued, “then I will have to give it my all!”

She jumped up high into the air, mounting the chakrams to her back, spinning in the air while shooting multiple balls of fire straight towards me. I tried to my best ability to maneuver around the volley, only to be hit by a few unlucky shots.

“Can’t freeze my muscles if I’m not on the ground!” she taunted, “Hold still and let me Barbeque your ass on a silver platter!”

She then started throwing the chakrams at me, barely grazing me by centimeters. I stayed on the defensive while she kept throwing harder and faster. I spun, flipped and rolled away from the oncoming death circles to which she grew less accurate to her growing ire. She screamed in frustration and hovered back to the ground where she started slashing at me some more.

Every opening she left, I quickly struck, throwing her off balance. She held up her weapons to block, but my downwards chop smashed through her defense and came down straight onto her head with a hollow pop. She stumbled away from me, appearing to look like she was drunk. I used this opportunity to strike her right in the stomach with the base of the claymore, sending her flying back into the barrier where she sat there, unresponsive for a few moments until she staggered back to her feet, clenching her gut in pain.

“H-have I met my match?” she stammered, “Did the Organization have no limits? Or was their wild card their trump card?”

“Maybe so, but they were already vanquished by the power of the Keyblade, I am the only survivor, ergo I am superior to them, I have yet to meet my limits.”

“Heh heh heh,” she laughed before puking up blood, “So long as you’re alive, the Organization’s influence continues to steer the worlds to ruin. A tiny glimmer of their memory can resurrect them, or is it that their hearts and bodies reunited in Kingdom Hearts, reviving them to bring more ruin? You have no idea what sleeps inside you, do ya?”

“What are you getting at?”

“You claim to have another self, don’t ya? I can hear it with your unison voice. For the day to arrive once more, you will feel the agony of defeat, unlikely as it may seem to you.”

“As long as I have the Keyblade, I am safe; you, on the other hand, will fall by the edge of my blade like the coward you are.”

“You even talk like him...look like him...I can’t remember...can you be…can he...?”

Her eyes shot wide at her realization, growing disturbed.

“Master! He may be…”

She shot back up to her feet, lighting various areas of the arena on fire. I maneuvered around, gaining ground on her before she blasted me with a faceful of fire. I caught myself with my Claymore, coughing out soot and ash. I recovered and frantically looked around the area for her, that is when one of her chakrams struck my back, knocking me to my knees. Through the smoke, I threw the Claymore up in the air, and to my surprise, the blade was hit by both chakrams.

I leaped through the smoke, connecting with her face with my fist, knocking her straight back on her back. She flipped back to her feet and started throwing punches at me. Each of us left our guard down and got hit from one another. Both our bodies began to feel stiff, pain drenching our bodies with blood clouding or vision.

We kept at it until we broke away from our hand-to-hand and rearmed ourselves. We both panted in exhaustion and held our weapons improperly. We both held up our guard, limping around in circles.

“I...did not think...you could be...so adept...at this…” she complimented, “No wonder...why Xemnas took you...under his wing.”

“Before I was enlightened, I thought his mission was to recover our hearts, I then realized the hearts we collected were victims of Humans by the claws of the Heartless who was created by his Heartless. He was no better than any other monster I faced. I will strike you and all others who share his similar twisted ideals.”

“Not...today,” she growled, dispelling the entire dome of fire, “I may have failed to bring you in, but know this; as long as you are alive, you risk the death of many worlds for the will of the Ronin is to sacrifice the few to preserve the many.”

(Fight Over)

She spun around and began retreating. My rage subsided, and I’m left to my normal senses. As my head cleared, I noticed her running and started the chase. She threw one at me, slicing the side of my face.

“AHH! YOU BITCH!” I screamed in pain.

She threw the second, but this time, I caught it with my left hand. I felt the fire siphoning into the palm of my hand, feeling as if the magic rejuvenated my energy. The chakram disappeared, and then both were summoned in a fiery blaze. Axel’s chakrams are now mine to use. Time for a barbecue!





!!! LEVEL UP !!!

Lv. 7 < 10
HP: 64 < 86
MP: 37 < 48
STR: 17 < 20
MAG: 17 < 21
DEF: 17 < 21
Crit. %: 9 < 10
Crit. Bonus: 11 < 13








Ability VIII Obtained

Eternal Flame Chakrams

With this, you are now more resilient to Fire and have boosted Fire magic, but you are much weaker to Ice and Water magic while these weapons are equipped.

Gained the power of Flames
Learned FIRE

Fire shoots out a gout of flames that can damage an enemy with minor burns but will ignite them if they are weak against the element with afterburn damage for three seconds.
MP cost - 4MP





I lit up my chakrams and threw them both at the Ronin, to which she dove through the door with both of them crashing through the sides of the door jam. I caught them both and proceeded with my hunt. I ignored the pain of fatigue weighing down my body. Not even the sting of the minor laceration across my cheek take my mind of the Ronin.

“Lux! Wait!” I heard Sunset call out for me, but I ignored her plea.

“Lux! You are in no condition to chase her! Stop immediately!” Applejack scolded at me, trying to catch up to me.

“Please, darling!” Rarity begged, “You are pushing yourself too hard! You’ll hurt yourself even more!”

I ran faster, gaining ground on my adversary. What did she mean by my other self? How did she know about my other self? What was the meaning behind her look of horror at me?

I knew if I stopped to tend to my wounds now, I would lose my target and unable to nip this Ronin problem in the bud. I had to ignore any sense of hesitation, even if it meant forcing me into another week-long coma; I need information of this Ronin, and I intend to do so with extreme force.





Luxerk’s Current Stats

Lv. 10
HP: 86
MP: 48
STR: 20
MAG: 21
DEF: 21
Crit. %: 10
Crit. Bonus: 13